The robb'd that smiles steals something from the thief: He robs himself that spends a bootless grief
Quote by Shakespeare
Sorrow breaks seasons and reposing hours, Makes the night morning, and the noontide night
But screw your courage to the sticking-place and we'll not fail.
Love all, trust a few, do wrong to none.
He does it with better grace, but I do it more natural.
The painful warrior famous for fight, After a thousand victories, once foil'd, Is from the...
Beggar that I am, I am even poor in thanks
Love is merely a madness, and, I tell you, deserves as well a dark house...
He wears his faith but as the fashion of his hat.
Season's Greetings and best wishes for the New Year.
The undiscovered country form whose born no traveler returns.
My revenue is the silly cheat
But here's the joy: my friend and I are one... Then she loves but me...
O! Let me not be mad, not mad, sweet heaven; keep me in temper; I...
Grief makes one hour ten
I hold the world but as the world, Gratiano; A stage where every man must...
To be or not to be: that is the question.
I care not, a man can die but once; we owe God and death.
The time of life is short; to spend that shortness basely were too long
Here is the test to find whether your mission on Earth is finished: if you're...
The wise man does not expose himself needlessly to danger, since there are few things...
What blossoms beautifully, withers fast